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411: Chapter 411 The Annals of Spring and Autumn!

The Fourth Princess bit her lip until it bled, the taste of blood spreading through her mouth.

A series of betrayals and partings, life and death, had dragged her once simple, even somewhat carefree heart, bit by bit, into a bottomless abyss of despair.

"Kill!"

Just then, a deafening roar of battle suddenly erupted from the front courtyard!

The tightly shut courtyard gate was violently smashed open, the sound of thick solid wood splintering piercingly sharp in the night sky.

The Imperial Guards had broken in.

"No! Please, I beg you..."

"Splat!"

Outside the gate, a few shrill screams rang out.

They were the old sweepers and kitchen maids who had refused to leave the Princesss Mansion; having no cultivation, they were hacked to death at the foot of the steps by the wolf-like, tiger-like Imperial Guards before they could even finish begging for mercy.

Listening to the hair-raising screams and the dull thuds of blades entering flesh outside the door,

The Fourth Princess stopped crying.

She lowered her hands and wiped the tears from her cheeks onto her clothes in a chaotic manner.

She stood up, bent down, and picked up a blood-stained longsword from the ground.

Outside the main hall, fire soared into the sky, illuminating the pitch-black night like day.

The Fourth Princess walked step by step toward the tightly closed wooden door of the main hall.

She did not flee, nor did she hide.

She was The Fourth Princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty; even if she died, she would never submit to being captured, and she absolutely could not die under the chaotic blades of a bunch of lowly soldiers!

That would be a desecration of her bloodline, an insult to her status!

"Bang!"

The Fourth Princess slowly opened the wooden door of the main hall.

In the courtyard outside, hundreds of blood-soaked Imperial Guards were stepping over the corpses of the servants, holding dripping steel blades, preparing to charge into the inner hall.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, all the Imperial Guards abruptly stopped and looked up in unison.

At the entrance of the main hall.

The Fourth Princess, in a tattered, blood-stained dress, stood quietly on the steps, holding a longsword.

The firelight illuminated her pale face; those large eyes, once lively and clear, were now hollow and dead, devoid of any emotional fluctuation of a living person.

"It's The Fourth Princess!"

"She's come out!"

The Imperial Guards in the front row tightened their expressions, subconsciously taking half a step back, their hands gripping their blades trembling slightly.

They dared not underestimate the seemingly fragile and broken beauty before them in the slightest.

One had to know, the number of fifth-rank experts who had died under her bizarre supernatural power in the past two days couldn't be counted on two hands!

This was a ruthless demoness who didn't blink when killing!

"What are you afraid of! She can't hold on any longer!"

In the crowd, an Imperial Guard captain, to embolden himself, bit his tongue hard, his eyes turning blood-red as he roared, "Capture the rebel, and you shall be ennobled and made generals! Brothers, charge with me!"

Heavy rewards make for brave men.

This roar instantly ignited the greed of the Imperial Guards.

"Kill!"

Hundreds of Imperial Guards roared in response, their life force connecting into one, raising their long blades like a black torrent of steel. They crushed the bluestone slabs beneath their feet, trampled over the corpses of their comrades, and charged madly toward The Fourth Princess on the steps!

Watching the enemies surging in like a tide.

The Fourth Princess slowly raised her head, her gaze passing over this mob of soldiers to look outside the gate of the Princesss Mansion.

There stood three peak fifth-rank commanders who had been hesitant to enter.

"Time Scissors..."

The Fourth Princess brought her left hand together like a sword finger and pointed sharply toward the firmament, her crisp voice turning into a cold death sentence at this moment:

"Cut! Spring! Autumn!"

Boom!!!

As these four words fell.

With The Fourth Princess as the center, a terrifying Law of Time, impossible to describe in words, swept across the heaven and earth!

A massive, jade-colored phantom of scissors, dozens of meters long and blotting out the sky, tore through the void behind her and slowly emerged!

Outside the Princesss Mansion.

The two Imperial Guard Commanders and the Imperial Chaplain had been watching coldly, but suddenly perceiving this earth-shattering fluctuation, their expressions changed drastically.

"Not good! This crazy woman actually still has such a trump card! Retreat!"

The Imperial Chaplain was terrified out of his wits, turning to burn his essence blood to flee.

But it was too late.

"Hum!"

A blinding, pure golden light instantly covered the entire Princesss Mansion, spreading outward for hundreds of meters with unstoppable force!

Absolute silence fell.

The wind stopped.

Leaves falling in mid-air were frozen rigidly three inches from the ground.

Blood sprayed in mid-air remained suspended, maintaining the shape of blooming droplets.

Those hundreds of Imperial Guards who had been charging with blades raised and ferocious expressions were frozen in their strides, roars, and slashing postures, like lifelike clay statues, nailed firmly in place.

Outside the gate, those three peak fifth-rank experts attempting to flee—one holding a turning posture, one with a leg raised, and another with an expression of terror just half-spread across his face—

All were frozen!

This was not a simple slowing of flow; this was true, absolute time stasis!

The Fourth Princess had squeezed out the last trace of her spiritual energy, using her late fifth-rank strength to push the Time Scissors to the limit!

At this moment, the world before The Fourth Princess had completely turned into a brilliant, pure gold.

In this absolutely frozen golden space, she was the only one who could still breathe and walk freely.

"Tap, tap, tap."

The Fourth Princess discarded the longsword in her hand as it was in the way.

She stepped on the golden ground, walking down the steps step by step, entering the formation of Imperial Guards who remained in their charging postures.

She looked at these soldiers with twisted faces, her own face devoid of any expression.

She slowly reached out a fair, slender finger, as if dusting off a piece of fine porcelain, and gently tapped the forehead of the leading Imperial Guard captain.

"Click."

Accompanied by an extremely faint, crisp sound.

A golden crack suddenly appeared on the captain's forehead.

This crack spread rapidly down his nose bridge and neck, covering his entire body.

The Fourth Princess did not stop; she continued forward, her steps as light as if she were strolling in the Imperial Garden.

Every time she passed someone, her finger would lightly tap their armor or blade.

Click. Click. Click.

Crisp cracking sounds rang out one after another in this dead-silent golden space.

Every Imperial Guard she tapped was instantly covered in dense, golden cracks, resembling shattered porcelain.

This was the concrete manifestation of the soul and body being severed by the forced application of the Law of Time.

The Fourth Princess passed through the crowd, passing through the collapsed courtyard wall.

She finally walked out of the gate of the Princesss Mansion and arrived before the three fifth-rank experts frozen in place.

These three peak fifth-rank royal experts were like three insects trapped in amber.

Although their bodies could not move, their consciousness had not completely succumbed.

Their eyeballs stared fixedly at The Fourth Princess, who had walked up to them, their pupils trembling wildly, filled with monstrous fear and pleading.

"You want to exhaust me to death using time?"

The Fourth Princess looked at these three people, a cold, utterly exhausted smile tugging at the corner of her lips.

She slowly raised her hands, aiming her palms at these three arrogant fifth-rank experts.

Then.

That pair of beautiful, delicate hands suddenly clenched inward in the void!

"Then let me see how much time you have!"

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